My Mom didn’t like that term , that label ,
She was from two generations that lived in NEIGHBORHOOD’S.
It was a lesson in the Cast system of
St. Paul , moving into the 658 Lincoln Avenue house , from a little stucco house at 1356 Bush
Memory’s of negativity or trying to put my current status in perspective .
I tried to put this bio in chronological order
1958. I was literally near death in my first year of life , severely dehydrated with diarrhea, Dr’s had tried everything
So a alternative practitioner’s advice was followed , it saved my life .
To get me to hold liquids and save my life : I was given , rice broth and goats milk , it worked .
The other negative things , that I remember or was told by family
are listed here ,with, positive things also.
The earliest memory is me in the sandbox looking down at my chest I saw a maggot wiggle out of my chest , I got up and wanted to tell mom
My sisters tell me I was left alone a lot outside and I remember having many nasty scars on my chest from bug bites that got infected.
one of my first fights was in kindergarden some kid hit a girl and made her cry , so I hit him ,
I got caught he didn’t .
the teacher was going to disiplne me so I ran home (we lived across the street from the school)
the door was locked so I rang the doorbell and hid
my Mom answered to no one there , I heard the phone ring she went to answer it.
that was my chance to get into the house,I got in and immediately hid behind the couch
Mom got off the phone ( it was the school calling ) she was on to me now , She walked into the room said my name and looked around , I wasn’t in my bedroom ,
She found me , I got a spanking.
> the positive <
Our childhood home was in an area that. Had about 20 acres of woods right on the end of our block Etna & Bush .
That was a great place to explore & make forts , The Gully we called it . Cemstone also used an adjacent area as a settling pond for their clean out .
First grade . Was accused ( my plea of innocence wasn’t believed ) and condemned for stealing a tune finding whistle , (the round kind )when it wasn’t me , in 1st grade.
Head injury : Fell down a long set of wood stairs, was about 6 years old ,my next door neighbors didn’t tell me they had a pet Cockateel .
I was standing at the top of a long flight of stairs , when a bird landed on my head , I got startled and fell down the staircase. The parents just said “I think you should go home now “.
Head injury: also at a very young age 5 or 6 fell face first on ice with my hands in my pockets breaking my nose .
When staying overnight at Grandma’s (Dads ma) I walked around the house , with my hands in my pockets ( like the cool guys on T V , I got too close to the areas where water from the roof had frozen in a mound .
I slipped and of corse couldn’t stop my fall , smack I went face first into solid ice , that caused some family friction , me coming home with a busted nose .
I was sent to the downtown Y M C A ,a lot , It was on the south west corner of Exchange & Cedar , the old building is still there .
I learned to swim there with all the little soul brothers trying to drown me , we made log cabins out of popsicles sticks and stuff like that.
I remember the day president Kennedy got assassinated , I answered the phone , it was Dad , he told me to tell mom that the president got shot , I went downstairs to the laundry room told mom , she dropped what she was doin and cried.
> the positive <
I went out side there a lot , ( Uncle Buds place ) , she lived in a walk out basement apartment at the house, next to a wooded ravine that was fun to explore , Grandma’s was great , many good , big family gatherings there , she was a big cuddly person .
I accidentally Witnessed the moment Grandma ( Mom’s ma) was told grandpa had died. ( he died at work in Swifts ,South St. Paul) less than 6 months before his retirement,
He had great plans to take me out fishing with him, since his only son Glen , caught a virus and died at two years old , I’m his name sake .
> the positive <
My only memory of having a Grandpa was him , he was lifting me up so I could grab the clothes line pole and swing from my arms . Grandma had a great way about her she was fun to be around , a great cook , she cooked , did laundry and brought water out to the Feild hands for the Bigelow farm . Grandma was the only surviving elder I had to really talk to about the past .
When my family moved to the Crocus Hill area 1964
Our pet Cocker Spaniel ( my best buddy) was put down without me being warned ,so my first feeling in that place was a profound sense of loss = no friends and such. [ was 7 ]
> the positive <
I remember Ginger chasing rabbits and being with me on my exploring trips to the Gully.
The new friend I made , my next door neighbor B M was a wannabe ( family outcast or something). elitist ,
along with his parents , his Dad a member of one of St. Paul’s most elite families , many places in downtown bear the family’s name . But B M’s family lived in a apartment building renting .
They , his parents were VERY HOSTILE towards me = the two of them confronted me as I visited Bill ,
[ I was only 7 . ] they pointed at a pig shaped pot holder on the wall and said “this is your family ”
* The MEARS also framed me for a fire that B accidentally started . They did this to prevent being evicted.
In 2013 ( 50 years later ) a prosecutor used this fire to demonize me
*. My sociopath friend B M invited me to play with stick matches. ( his parents didn’t like the pilot lights on their stove top so they kept Ohio blue tips there)
The result was , an accidental fire . Clearly his fault BUT To keep from being evicted =his parents put all the blame on me [ I was 8 or so ]
In 2013 ,THIS WAS USED AGAINST ME TO DEMONIZE ME IN MY CURRANT LEGAL PROBLEMS The prosecutor said ( like it happened last week ) ” he set an apartment building on fire *. My sociopath friend B M invited me to play with there)
That so called friend , B M also tried to turn my mother against me several years later I caught him talking to her on the phone , saying ” what are we going to do about Glen ” ) I was getting blamed for trouble my peers were complicit in [ early teens ] Bill also would throw things at me when I was not ready or looking , at the last second he would say catch , just as it hit me in the face .
> the positive <
B M was my only friend when my family moved , he came over introduced himself and we bonded We did a lot together as kids . I even defended him when a rich kid ( grandson of a company president ) stalked him every day coming home from school and bullied him .
B M told me about this , and I witnessed it . So I grabbed some raw eggs and found this bully and smashed them onto the top of his head . The bullying stopped.
= School with a little hell =
I was singled out by a teacher ( Linwood Elementary ) in 3rd grade and put in isolation , for the entire school year
, I had no SLD class = I was literally forced to sit in the school library alone , even while the class went on a Feild trip to a nature center .
I remember asking a classmate if the Feild trip was fun . The trauma brought on Asthma, that summer as I had to attend summer school .
> the positive <
I met a kid in summer school Luddy H , he brought over to his mansion on Linwood ave . We swam in the pool , he showed me his big brothers Mopar , Super-Bee
I was kicked out of Linwood and placed in Jefferson elementary, where Mr Shin used a racket ball paddle on us . He would say “face New York and bend over “.
> the positive <
At Linwood a lady Mrs Wright tried to help me and took some time to help me do the time sitting in the library at Linwood elementary.
The principal at Jefferson had the whole school go out and honor the submarine Scorpion when it went down .
I made some west-end friends there and a lasting friendship with C J . On of my teachers there was a pretty lady Mrs Holmes she asked me if I knew the hand gesture for peace , I did and I. Turned my hand around and told her and the class , ” this means free love ” she couldn’t hold in her laugh and shock that I knew this as a fourth grader .
The Asthma medication given me for 17 + years , Tederol ,Tederol 25, Tributaline Sulfate and Quadrinol = destroyed any chance for normal development = socially , mentally and such.
I looked them up recently and found that that are all in the same chemical family as METH This was Prescribed by Dr Kelly at a Highland Asthma clinic. The other mothers in Crocus Hill wouldn’t let their children take these medications.
It’s like the Nazis experimental use of meth on their solders
This was Prescribed by Dr Kelly at a Highland Asthma clinic. The other mothers in Crocus Hill wouldn’t let their children take these meds .
> the positive <
At a summer camp obstacle course I completed the competition so quickly the camp leader laughed in astonishment , he had said , there would be a reward for the fastest, But he was B S ing all he could come up with was balled up tinfoil .
My Mom had me tested to find out if I was right handed or left handed . I remember going to a church basement at Sacred Heart on 6th & Arcade , A Nun there tested me , she had a bottle filled with. Tiny toys told me to grab it and look at the toys inside , Watching what hand I used and what eye I peered into the bottle with .
Then I had to SLEEP in a certain position ! Positioning Like an Egyptian or something,so I favored my right side , even had my mom checking in on me as I slept and moving me into that position.
= MY JUNIOR HIGH =
In My first year of Jr High ( Ramsey )I was withdrawn and ignored the class work .
, symptoms of being molested And the powerful meds I was on .
{ both my baby brother and I were victimized by a business man that was a customer of my Dad , T Fl– n }
I just sat and read the Hobbit and only participated in classes , like gym
and The home room teacher was really mean , Rillely She would cut students down with nasty insults, one time she got a kid so upset ( Ed S ) he threw up on the girl sitting in front of him
[. Note : There was a really creepy librarian at Ramsey Jr = creepy in that he handed me a horrendous book to read = Turkey Hash , it was a violent muderous misogynistic story of violent murder . I’m sure the creep brought it in himself .]
My behavior got me put into a psych ward for several weeks at St Joes.
The Asthma meds I was prescribed made me , my head shake so bad that I could barely bring my milk carton up to my mouth , in the lunchroom.
There was a great alternative formed for students just like me Open School
BUT the powers that be refused to let me enroll . So I just skipped out of Ramsey and visited Open a lot .
My mom tried and tried to get me enrolled , it would have been a great fit . – – – – When I was forced to graduate from central = an acceptance letter for Open School was sent to My Mom , BUT I WAS GRADUATING!
Mom was pissed BUT. Not done = she forged my little brother Marks name on the letter and he got in ,
Became class spokesman at his graduation from Open School .
Seems a lot of rich or connected liberals
— –had their children in that school .
When I turned 11 I joined the B S A Troop 19 House of Hope Presbyterian that was a good fit for me I stayed with it till I was too old to be a scout . My peers elected me to the Order of the Arrow = am honored society
( But one of the scout masters Conroy got caught molesting a six year old girl . He had sons that turned mean towards my dad after dad told them to not corner Hubert Humphrey in public at a church event ,and get him to buy Christmas wreaths. Those Conroy boys never lost their enmity towards my dad or me ..)
= Crocus Hill Demons =
One of my sisters was literally tortured by a Crocus Hill dentist , he refused to give her a numbing shot and just drilled her teeth as she screamed in pain , my other sister witnessed this hearing her screams
My bicycle was used to torment a family. — — — a large family on the corner of Goodrich & Dale ( the Ormes)had some mean boys , They bullied a family constantly,a family that later lost members to tragedy.
One day I peddled up to them as they were shooting bottle rockets at the home of the kid they tormented , Just after I got off my bike the father ran out to stop the fireworks.
We all ran , I left my bike behind , the father took it , Then the next day my family and I left on a two week vacation . – – – — When I returned my Dad and I went to talk to the father and get my bike back . – But , , while I was away , The bullies had taken it upon themselves to further torment that family by , constantly going over there and asking for MY bike back . The father told me this and said I was some kind of gang leader . I had no idea this would happen ,
I ended up throwing that bike down a nearby bluff , it was a fat tire black& white bike with the words runaway painted onto it .
> the positive <
I got into a few fights with the LARGE families in the neighborhood, I was always way out numbered, but once , a bigger kid tired of seeing me ganged up on , — – – Intervened and forced them to fight me one to one , I hit the biggest guy once or twice and that was that they all left and left me alone .
I have fond memories of my sisters singing and playing the piano ., Memories of our family’s camping trips , we were not poor but not rich either both my parents had to work to maintain our “nuclear family “
In High school I excelled into the honor Roll.
and participated in the great learning center program
I took extension classes to the U of M , and helped make the 76 yearbook ( my picture appeared more times than any other student = the editor was a buddy .
BUT
FOR SOME REASON , I was forced out of school when my credits reached the level for a diploma. I had a SLD worker/counseled of sorts who convinced me me to leave , he sat down with me and showed me my credits were there to leave with a diploma.
No cap and gown no commencement with my clad mates .
I was not even allowed to visit , the disciplinarian kicked me out when I tried to visit.
> the positive <
The teachers helped me get acceptance into a great technical school for Forestry, Enrollment was based on references from high school teachers , not moneys.
I got to go on a great camping trip to the B W C A through a high school learning center , we were trained and conditioned for 60 days because , instead of canoeing, we hiked a 40 + mile trail originally blazed by Native Americans = the Kekekabic trail from the Gunflint to Ely , we did this before the ice was off the lakes , so we basically had the Wilderness to ourselves 
When my peers were caught burglarizing a neighborhood house ,
( I didn’t do it , they told me AFTER THE FACT and kept going back, I followed )
When they got caught returning so many times , they were told to reveal the mastermind ( the owner didn’t believe they acted alone and he had a closet FULL OF GUNS & ammo there ,that is kids got into )
The parents on Goodrich ,really got upset with the guy = leaving an empty house for sale with guns in it
So they my friends , put the label of master mind on on me
begging me to take / cop to , being the leader roll ,with the promise my parents would never know [ was in my teens ]. Even though it was not my idea and I didn’t break in.
> the positive <
When I turned 14 my Dad bought me a 22 Remington semi-auto rifle , there was a N R A course at my school and a shooting range in the basement there , I completed the corse and got my certificate.
I ( as a crew leader painting houses) gave a young girl (one of my crew members M R ) , sound advice , to AVOID a seemingly predatory coke snorting business owner. (Ira K) and his minion. I K later mad that I steered the girl away ,said , He =
“would do all he could to make sure my life was a failure in this town.”
[ lies and being framed and Jealousy ]
Were , my next cast ,stigma in the neighborhood
and there was ,a privileged mom ,using profiling ( she listened in on us kids talking in her kitchen) when she heard me say I got molested by a guy named Tom Flynn She muttered out loud that I would hate gays that
*~. got me labeled as a gay basher .
my neighborhood peers ( Med—–/ Bl—-, Joh—etc etc)
and also , a family that had burglars & cops in it ,Eng— , took revenge on me , for foiling one of their nephews/ uncles burglaries of my home .
NOTE : They didn’t like my popularity ,my physicality and most were experiencing the high rate of divorces,
My family stayed together = a nuclear family , when I turned legal , my Dad and sat down and drank most of case of beer .
I was even chosen , over my other male peers , to go on a great trip out west , by other friends in our high school age group .END OF NOTE .
~. Also I and a run in I had with an older man in Minneapolis =
* ~ I went cruising in my parents car and made the mistake of taking an invite by a Minneapolis guy ( a Calhoun high-rise) , he got real aggressive, demanding I show him my C— I got the heck out
, when I opened his door to leave,an elderly neighbor of his almost fell into his place = she had been eavesdropping. He must have been reality humiliated.
I later noticed his yellow vet at my acros the alleyway neighbor ( a real swinging couple with a rumored S&M third floor area .
=A COMPLETE RUINATION =
Seems I was framed for a nasty burglary of the Win—–/ family home on Goodrich and other incidents =
= Revenge for when I chased some burglars from my parents garage .
– – – a professional theft probably conducted by guys that moved into a duplex , —– – – J M’s , Across the alley from my home , on Goodrich.
I had in fact ,caught two guys entering my garage to steal things , I was on to them saw them coming , so I grabbed a tire iron and climbed on top of a cabinet. —–
When they entered I jumped down yelling , they ran like scared rabbits , leaving their car running in the alley with stolen goods from my neighbors were in plane site on the seats ,
their car was blocking a garage and the guy living there pulled up —— when he found out what was going down , he called the police . But the burgers never got charged , the family who’s stolen items were in the car ——— refused to press charges , probably because the thieves had police for relatives , —–I ,later , years later ,recognized them as relatives of Eng— = THEY never got over , me chasing them off .
His dad ( S E ) and relative to the burglars even came by my garage sale and tried to steal from me , he was ,A RANKING=== ST PAUL cop !
I have been demonized by this family ever since = 40 + years now !
e.g. I ran into a Win—- family member later in life , and he ACCUSED ME and placed an association on me , one DJ,( a scout from troop 19 )asking all kinds of questions I hadn’t had any real relationship with D J .
e.g. I believe someone also stole things from my family’s home and framed me for the deed , because my sisters asked me about a missing purple glass vase and
A part of my scuba gear went missing , little things like that , missing knickknacks
e.g. And one day J M came storming into my Dads living room trespassing and full of hate as he accused me of stealing from his house .
The language he used was never heard in our house , When he left ( this happened right in front of Dad ). Dad said ” a good woman and a glass of water would probably kill him .
[. Note : The failure of a fine young man was most likely blamed on me also , J Wit—-
but in fact that duplex , on Goodrich
attracted the likes of Mike Kes—, he was the one who hooked John Witt up with a dealer/pusher , NOT ME.
His brother Chris looked at me like he wanted to kill me when I ran into him later . ]
The lies and a dealer ( the uncle/nephew of a cop’s family)
e.g. I advised him ( snowy )to take his business elsewhere, =
= Because he asked , and his customer traffic was right outside our dining room window
Worst Head Injury : e.g. He got me beaten nearly to death ,at a lounge OCONNELLS,my family lived near for over 22 years , Then being treated for that beating =
e.g. The police in the ER accused me of shooting at gays down at the river ,
e.g. the owner of OConnells had a gay brother who was jumped and severely beaten.
Since the lies and aspersions started
and to this very day
people who I thought were my friends wouldn’t even acknowledge me , my life NEVER RECOVERED. THE BURGLARS REVENGE IS STAGGERING .
= PRISON + + + THEY WONT LET NE BE =
In 2003 , I was basically homeless , living in a storage room at Billstrom’s
The son of the chief of police pushed me over while I was being booked for criminal damage ( ran my car into a closed , car dealers garage door , in the middle of the nite , another story ,)
Head injury: When he pushed me I wasn’t able to break my fall because my hands were cuffed behind my back ,
I got a BRAIN HEMORRHAGE , while my brain was bleeding the cops also charged me for an assault that NEVER HAPPENED!
I could have sued but didn’t for two reasons ,
1. My benefactor Patricia B (she was letting me stay in her basement and we delivered Meals on Wheels together for two years five days a week, out of the West Seventh Community Center) She was a Friend of The chief
2. The hospital that did the MRI on my brain ( Regions ) Changed the address on my medical records to a , different glen krueger!
In 2013
My sentence > 4 times what it should have been.
A cop , claiming to be a friend of the Billstrom’s. ( Patricia had died in 2012 , I had given her free personal care for two years helping her in the middle of the nite and changed her diapers and such). The cop stoped my M H assessment by forcing me out of a psych ward , and into jail , even though I was legally bailed out.
The conviction – wrong ,
setting MY possessions on fire , is not me trying to burn a house . I even stayed with my burning possessions , as they burned to make sure they would be useless = Not Arson .
The Pub. Defender agreed and showed me the pictures , commenting on ” how little damage was done ” .
= PSYCHOLOGICAL TORTURE =
640 days in the hole ? !
I was told by the DOC psych department in 2015; I was left alone a lot as a child and my Dad was gone a lot. Not entirely how I remember .
> the positive <
I learned how to make jewelry with beads .
I keep asking myself what terrible thing have I ever done ? The feeling of stigma of not really knowing the damage people are capable doing with lying words is now me asking God , what can I do facing others evil?
Now I am homeless , because,I yelled at a guy , and another guy ( rented rooms here is the eviction papers , even though the guy had moved out three months prior , The county refused to release me so I could save my home and 21 house plants ) couldn’t mind his own business.
who had pulled a knife on me , I should have called the police on him , instead he called them on me .
I say that a lot lately , it helps when I realize how helpless ,stigma ,can leave you.
Glen’s inventory 